Underneath my yellow skin

Societal norms that need to die

Yesterday, I was talking about my frustrations with the BMI and fatphobia in general. The talk of diets and how women bond over moaning over how fat they were. Er, I did not talk about the last point, but it’s definitely a thing that happens. Not to mention talk about being ‘bad’ and ‘I shouldn’t’… Continue Reading

My body rocks

I’m really feeling myself today. I don’t know why. I mean, in general, I’ve upped the self-positivity by 1000%, but today, it’s sky-high. I’m feeling my biceps, literally, loving how hard and bulgy they are. I’m thicc with two cs, but also with a ck. I’ve had muscular thighs and calves my whole life. I’ve… Continue Reading

Tenuous connection between favorites

I have two set of favorite things. From games and Taiji weapons. I have ranked the former and likened the latter to different romantic relationships. I have not done the opposite, so I decided, why the hell not? Or at least take a stab at comparing the former to the latter. To recap, here is… Continue Reading

‘Healthy’ is a yet another dog whistle

I hate food culture in America. I just want to say that up front because I’ve been thinking about it lately. I re-read posts on Ask A Manager, and I’ve been absorbed in one about a nonprofit charity that deals with people with a certain chronic disease (and how to help them eat healthily*. That… Continue Reading

I don’t care…much

Back in my twenties, there was a big discussion in the community* about emphasizing that sexual orientation was not a choice. “After all,” they said. “Straight people don’t choose to be straight.” which, true. But. And this is where my brain gets weird. I’m bisexual, for lack of a better word. Which in theory means… Continue Reading